Stitch X Leroy Novels & Stories

Leo gulped softly, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, as he continuously muttered under his breath like a mantra, "I am straight. I am straight…" He was just done mending the shirt and putting it away when Archer came out of the shower. Leo turned around and said, "I've just put the shirt away. It's my first time—" Leo had wanted to say that it was his first time sewing a button onto a shirt, and that he didn't know if Archer would be happy with his handiwork. However, before Leo could get the rest of the words out of his mouth, his breath suddenly caught in his throat.

Hers was a deep red with veins running through it. Leigh Anne had picked the blue stone because it matched Stitch on her pink t-shirt. He was her favorite character because he was different and odd, and he did wrong things for the right reason. Both girls wore jeans and tennis shoes. Rye wore a light gray shirt with Japanese writing on it. She loved the touristy shirt and the restauranter, Izumi, once asked her if she knew what it said. Grinning at him, she touched each character as she translated it. “Fish two for one.”

They were an unpleasant reminder of what he had become. ‘I am a fucking male,’ he gritted his teeth. Since underwear of any kind wasn’t among the offerings, Leroy finally settled on a green silk halter and a matching sarong that reached the floor; although it had a tendency to fall open along one leg and it was definitely for a woman. At least he was basically covered. Moving back into the bedroom, Leroy curled up in the chair closest to the window and started the language program. The head device facilitated the lessons in some fashion and he spent a few hours making rapid process before his brain started to shut down.

he groans, stroking my hair, "I'm here, I'm ... okay." "Oh, Leroy," I whisper, wrapping my arms around his neck, he groans as I squeeze him, "Oh, I'm sorry," I apologise, I got too excited and carried a way, but Leroy rolls over slightly and pulls me into an embrace. "Oh Leroy, I thought I'd lost you," he chuckles at my words and then whispers in my ear

She would have heard of his name of course! Leroy sneered and said to Lydia, “Lydia, kill all the disciples.” His eyes were filled with ruthlessness when he said that. Lydia nodded before unsheathing her longsword and walking toward them. “Ah!” The next second, miserable wails could be heard as those disciples ended up in a pool of their own blood. Their acupoints had been sealed by Leroy so they could not escape at all. “You two…” Shelly almost blacked out and almost fainted upon seeing this bloody scene. She anxiously looked at Leroy. “Chester will never forgive you if you dare hurt me!”

Justin said easily, "you have an appointment with your crush today. I know you've been glancing at your reflection too much, and your workout session today was...intense." "I have no idea what you're talking about." Leroy brushed him off. His head was raised up high, and he pronounced his words carefully as if he was trying to believe them himself. "She is my patient, well, her daughter is." "But you're not a paediatric cardiologist, and yet you're—" Justin was cut off with Leroy's sincere question. He'd indeed been staring at the mirror too often, "is this shirt really bad? I can change it." His question made Justin blink, but he soon managed to speak again.

Show off. He stands a few feet away from me and studies me with his lips parted. He looks really sexy like that. I can see his eyes dilate and narrow before dilating again. I can even see my reflection in his eyes. Is he just going to stare at me without saying anything? Weird. “Hi,” I finally break the awkward silence. “Hi. I am Alloy of Lily town pack.” His voice is thick and demanding, like a smooth baritone. Leroy’s is husky, alluring and intoxicating. Why am I even comparing them?

"Lexi, let's go." I followed Joey after he called me. He didn't stutter; that's so nice. We all went to the court where we'd be having intensive training. Coach Alfred's already waiting there. It was weird that coach Alfred didn't meet us this morning. Did he oversleep? No, that's not even one of the options. "L-Lexi, d-do you want m-me to help you with stretching?" Joey asked, and he's back to his stuttering. I smiled at him. "Let's do it together." Joey nodded while staring at my eyes. Oh, right. I've been tying my fringe like this for the whole training camp since it'll help me focus better, and because of that, my teammates could see my eyes clearly.

We laughed harder, my sides hurting from how much we were laughing. "Or Dax's Avenger Squad?" Dax suggested. "What kind of a lame name is that, Dax? Mine is much awesome from yours," Leroy retorted, before turning to Eion. "What about you Eion, what would you say?" The robot looks up from his phone for the first time since we've sat here. "X-Men?" Hmm, he's not bad at jokes after all. Even if it's cringy... "How about Strawberry Group, since you're very fond of that flavor", Leroy playfully and made a disgusted face.